The Axiom of Delayed Choice

[jody2.718]

How can you maintain your own identity in the face of overwhelming accomplishment, or just sheer magnitude of being, e.g., "Bleeding Edge," or,  911? How can you understand such a momentous work of art or monstrous occurrence without imitating, or, just becoming a parody of your own paranoia? In this age of "reality" media, when the "source code" of the fame machine has become open to anyone with a smart phone, can you pick and choose  from an already passed over collection of disjoint artifacts and assemble them into something new and meaningful- just to get you through the day?

From another angle, is it possible to materially influence the present as it is unfolding by reconsidering the past? Can the dossier of the past be changed after it has been written and submitted for scrutiny? Probably not, outside virtual reality, but-

In my re-read/write of "Bleeding Edge" Maxine, now older, more stout, has decided to take Horst, as promised, down to the local Karaoke Bar. This time she's decided on a bright blue dress- eat your heart out, Monica- for a few songs. As her turn at the mic comes up, she selects a number that Elaine, now in long term care, used to hum while re-cleaning the apartment- popular while she was pregnant with Maxine. The Bacharach hit, Alfie. She steps into the light-

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uVQSj0AFIyk&start_radio=1&list=RDuVQSj0AFIyk

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